THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 240
…#Stay with us Celeste# whispers Cerella into her subconscious, #we are approaching their time-stem 2051.075. Once inside the ship, we have .0003 to rectify the faults in their propulsion system. You will be but partially visible to them#…
In the fractional-seconds it takes for the Eridanian mental connection to insert their irregular pentagonal confluence into the Stellar Explorer’s timestem, Celeste sees her entire life, after the day she became pregnant with Deke and before her arrival on Eridanus, passing before the cinema of her mind.
#Stay with us Celeste# whispers Cerella into her subconscious, #we are approaching their time-stem 2051.075. Once inside the ship, we have .003 to rectify the faults in their propulsion and remove them from their timeplot. You will be but partially visible to them and unable to verbally communicate. Project a reassuring pose and attempt to place a thought in their minds that will lead them to believe that it is you that they see and that the Eridanian technicians mean them no harm#
After being stranded on Mars, resigned to life inside an alien spacecraft on that barren planet, being whisked away on that ship for fifty million-million mile five year trip to parts unknown, and ultimately re-resigning yourself to life without ever seeing your children again, what a true miracle this is.
- Never look a gift-horse in the mouth
- If the shoe fits, wear it
- Do not tempt the fickle finger of fate
- Seeing is believing & the proof is in the pudding
The above earthly wisdom is apt and is worth the heeding.
From the stark darkness of the Black Frontier to the dim artificial light of the Stellar Explorer, the second known meeting between an Eridanian expedition and the people from Earth takes place on Earth’s home field. At a point ten million miles short of the very point in space (Mars) which effectively put an end to Eridanus’ conventional space travel, within eyeshot of that round-red-jinx, a miracle is about to be consummated.
#They are about to exceed the SOL threshold#, one of the technically trained expedition-ists thinks aloud.